Yeah, I know it's been almost a week since I've gotten back from Monterey...work at the office has been crazy with new investigation requests and cases that have taken on a life of their own and don't want to close.
You know what really chaps my ass? Getting "Rush" or investigation requests due the DAY AFTER THEY ARE REQUESTED. I especially love the requests that come in late Friday afternoon that need to be completed by THE FOLLOWING MONDAY! Do attorney's just do this because they can or because they like to piss us off?
I know, I know what you're thinking. But before you start saying, "Oh great..another county 'asshole' complaining about too much work and not enough pay! Don't you know that last minute work is expected from you in a job like this?! Don't like it? Quit!" Let me just say this. I have no problem working hard. I always (with very few exceptions) make myself available to clients and witnesses at home and on my cellular phone at all hours of the day (witnesses as a rule...have lives...sometimes their lives don't allow them to return home until 5:00pm or later...I need to be flexible for THEM), I work holidays and weekends and the more I write in defense of complaining...the more...I...sound...like...the asshole. Damn it.
The asshole digresses. What do you think happens 4 out of 5 times after turning in my investigation report directly to the attorney? Either he/her (We'll call him/her "Mr. Attaboy"), says, "Oh man...this case ended up settling yesterday...I meant to call you off the request," or the even more maddening, "Oh shit dude, you guys are on top of it! I didn't even really need this for another two weeks!" Son...of....a....bitch.
Mr. Attaboy...You aren't the only attorney I receive investigation requests from. I prioritize my investigations as the day progresses and you throwing the words "RUSH" and "DUE TOMORROW" every frickin time you prep a request is NOT COOL! If it's warranted then great...but if you just want the results back quickly because you're an impatient ass...then just think before you send your next request. Be thoughtful.
Mr. Attaboy...your only saving grace is that you work your fingers to the bone, for every client. You are the first attorney in the office and usually the last to leave and I've listened to you meeting with clients...you treat them with respect and dignity. For that I cannot fault you. I would love to be pissed at you. But I can't. Damn you.
Ahhh...I feel better now.
Oh...our office picked up another client on an old murder case in the last week...I'm not sure I can say much more for fear of being "found out." Obviously, anything I talk about will be in generalities and there is a good chance that topics of a general nature will involve only cases that have long since closed. As far as my identity goes, I'm going to do what everyone else on these blogs does with a few exceptions..stay anonymous. I guess we'll just take it one day at a time and see what happens.
Uggghh. It's Sunday morning, and I haven't slept very much lately. I went to a friends housewarming party last night and had a few too many Corona's and shots of tequila...Oh, and I had the biggest Jalapeno cheeseburger with bacon and everything on it (no lettuce though...I'd never, "church it up" with something as icky as lettuce) tonight. Well, since I'm confessing I should also include all the chips and nacho cheese dip that were inhaled before I inhaled the artery cloggin burger. The heartburn I'm feeling (at least I HOPE it's heartburn and not the start of the most painful heart attack in the world!) is sickening.
I can tell you that I'm between the ages of 30 and 35. When I was in my early 20's and it was 6:30am, I could say the night was still young or I'd be one of the drunk assholes annoying waitresses at Denny's (in all fairness my friends and I would ALWAYS tip well...still no excuse for being annoying but we were always respectful). In any case, I wouldn't have been bothered by the fact that I'd been drinking all night and I could probably do it (and did!) seven nights a week. NOW, I'm wishing that I'd just left the party early and had a nice warm glass of milk before I hit the sack. Getting old sucks.
I'm gonna try and get some sleep this morning...at least I can look forward to making it 121 days straight that I've missed going to church...I want to go back someday...just not today.
